La Feria de Las Flores

I like to sing to the wind so my songs fly
And I say what I feel in all places
Here I came because I came to the flower fair
No hill bows to me, no horse stops me
On my horse the falcon I have come from far away
I bring a little horn of a goat that I give advice with
I crossed the mountain to come see the flowers
To see a wild rose
The love of my loves
Even if another wants to water it
I already watered it first
And I swear I will cut it even if I have a gardener
I want to see it transplanted in the garden of my house
And if the gardener comes
Well, let's see what happens